Page 95The Abraham tonight is me! Abraham, the joy of unfolding before your eyes the
false treasure of your madness. Abraham, the miracle of splitting the atom of this
family. Abraham, tonight, the rapture of burning the cards of white respectability!

Page 97I am Papa Alegba God of your thresholds Tonight it is I The master of your
pathways And your white man's meeting places 1 the protector of the plants And
insects of your house I am chief of all the gateways To the spirit and the human
body!